My camp. by Marta Miguel

The camp was very funny. I was like Rafting, go up to a horse and the night to a disco. My horse was called Careta. I was didn't like the canoe because was very boring. The refuge was good. In the room we were: my, Laia, Julia, Judit, Alba, Lucia, Alba, Iliane and Irene. The only snag was that I ate pasta with tomato for tree days. I bored macarroni, spaghetti and rice with tomato. I think it was my best camp.